These days, all I seem to feel is frustration. In bucketloads of it at that. I need this whole year to be over already. It’s been a long painful year and this last quarter is the worst of it. I need to breathe, but everywhere I go seems like another suffocating place that I want to get out of. I guess this is my life screaming at me to stop and fix myself up. But hey, the world is spinning and it’s not going to wait for me to be ready. I’m not exactly asking for much, maybe just ask me if I’m still actually alive? Sometimes I feel like I’m just a floating ghost in the background of everyone else’s lives. Not exactly a fun place to be when you’re exhausted, frustrated and a different negative kinds of -ed. Which incidentally, is how I feel right now. So here I am, working my butt off like there’s no tomorrow (well, technically I won’t be here at work tomorrow so I guess I am working like there’s no ME tomorrow HERE?) and there are a thousand or so more things that I have to do. I need to stop.

Here come the hurricanes!